tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post5706298402998194192..comments2015-02-20T09:23:07.447-07:00Comments on Penrose Mornings: Blood Family Blog: Which Blood Sister Has the Wig?Dwighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06174492647465668322noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-15442673799081520932008-09-24T12:48:00.000-06:002008-09-24T12:48:00.000-06:00One more comment. We bought the Corvair for $2,00...One more comment. We bought the Corvair for $2,000. It had the engine in the back, and the heater began instantly. Loved that car, but it was proven to be very unsafe - I don't remember exactly why. The top picture at Judy's in Oly, the bottom one in Penrose. Didn't we age well?Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14728351230605312730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-82216770276251403222008-09-24T10:42:00.000-06:002008-09-24T10:42:00.000-06:00I do laugh when I see the picture of the three of ...I do laugh when I see the picture of the three of us in front of Elizabeth's Corvair. The glasses in that picture aren't quite as exciting as the later picture, but they were quite original. I loved Elizabeth's placement (I think that is what it was for) picture - I thought she looked so very pretty - and I loved her glass frames, which had black across the top. I wanted to be pretty too, I couldn't become a blonde and be pretty like Judy, but if I had dark rims across the top of my glasses, just maybe it would get me closer to being pretty like Elizabeth. My glasses had a light blue trim across the top - so I borrowed some of Steve's model car paint, and painted my glass frames black. The funny thing was Mother never said a word (that I remember), but I did have to keep repainting them because the paint would chip off. I suspect it didn't help with my search to be considered pretty, either.Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06652616779595499610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-62961101454855201952008-09-24T09:20:00.000-06:002008-09-24T09:20:00.000-06:00Ok, enough of this already. The glasses were hide...Ok, enough of this already. The glasses were hideous, but certainly provided a large clear view through those lenses. The hair, we were in style. The stripes - oh, one should never wear stripes like that. The smiles - it was always fun to get together and laugh, even when life was challenging. However, it is funny to see the order of the three of us standing in a row, whether it was 1961 or 1982 - that has to be close on the later picture. The first picture I am fairly confident of the year because Judy was moving to Washington after she and Bob left Provo, and I am wearing something I made in my senior year of HS. And the Corvair in the background - fun stuff.Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06652616779595499610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-46383460032022318022008-09-23T23:24:00.000-06:002008-09-23T23:24:00.000-06:00But look at the glasses, Eliz and Ann's glasses in...But look at the glasses, Eliz and Ann's glasses in both pics are pretty much the same. The arms are folded in exactly the same direction. Does that say something about heredity? Where was Louise? Staying out of mischief.....Judyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288597968563641842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-36761274273027272842008-09-23T18:39:00.000-06:002008-09-23T18:39:00.000-06:00That title was meant to draw a comment - because, ...That title was meant to draw a comment - because, of course, not one of the three of us was wearing a wig. The arms crossed? Who was taking the picture? <BR/>Glad to see you back on the blog, Dwight. It's been a long dry spell.Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14728351230605312730noreply@blogger.com